About the Author
Wang Na, female, born in 1994, from Huining, Gansu, graduated from Huining No. 2 Middle School in high school, graduated from North China Electric Power University with a bachelor's degree, and is a graduate student majoring in law at Lanzhou University. In 2018, the provincial party committee elected a transfer student.
The past of a tree
In the middle of the afternoon, I fell asleep, Xu was the rich bamboo in the corner of the table, and I dreamed of a tree in the garden many years ago, the green tree was clinging to it, and the lush leaves were full of ripe fruit, and I was lying on the tree, enjoying the flowers in this dream for a moment, and the helpless mobile phone bell rang, interrupting this rare old dream.
More than just in my dreams, there was a fairly tall peach tree in my home, which my grandmother had when she was alive, and if it was still there, it should have been a pavilion. It's just that it has been reunited with her grandmother on the other side of the water and the mountains, and every time she thinks of this, she inevitably feels sad and hugs.
Trees, like people, are fateful to get together, and this tree came by accident, I don't know which passerby accidentally threw a peach core, and when I found it, it had grown more than a foot in the garden full of apricot trees. The first time I saw the peach tree, I don't know what kind of fairy grass it is, our family put the answer on the well-informed grandmother, grandma said that this must be a peach tree, since then my family has one more peach tree.
That spring, when my mother was cultivating the vegetable garden, I specially reserved it for us, until the autumn when the trees fell, it did not bloom, and seeing that winter was coming, how this little sapling could survive the winter became my heart disease, and the first thing I did when I came home from school was to check whether it was still alive. For our little wish, my grandmother in her 70s thought of a way to build a small greenhouse for the peach tree with old clothes and plastic film that we did not wear, and the grandmother explained that the tree might bloom next year. What my grandmother said has always come true.
The following spring, the peach trees that had been stripped of their "coat" bloomed for the first time, and the thin branches were dotted with four or five pink and white flowers, and I was so surprised that I dreamed for several nights that I had eaten delicious peaches. Even when visiting my sick grandfather one day, I plucked several strands of my grandmother's hair as a fresh peach at night, and a few years ago I heard that my grandmother was still "grumpy" about this old story.
However, despite my best efforts, I underestimated the power of the spring wind in the north, and the wind was so fast that the northwest wind blew all night, and the branches and leaves of the small tree had long been blown to pieces, and the few flowers that had not been left behind had been left, and they had been carried away by the wind.
My grandmother was very remorseful for not carrying the greenhouse for a few more days, at that time I must have thought so, sullen for a while I left it behind, and when another autumn came, I used plastic film with my grandmother to warm the roots of the tree, and I accidentally found that this tree that was not as tall as me in the spring was more than enough than me, and I couldn't help but be full of respect and expectation for it.
Grandmother affirmed that next year would definitely bear fruit.
Unsurprisingly, from that year on, the peach trees began to grow taller and bear fruit on time. Compared with other trees in the garden, the peach tree blossoms have a pinker flower color and a larger flower bone, but the fragrance is not as good as the apricot blossom, the smell of the apricot blossom is sweet in the air, and the peach blossom can only smell a faint fragrance when the nose is close, in short, the garden in our family has since become my "peach blossom source". Whenever I enter the garden, I can't help but stay for a long time. Especially in the early afternoon after the rain, in the summer, my grandmother held the tanuki cat under the tree to cool off, and I often sat in the branches with a book for a long time, until my mother called me, and I reluctantly had to make a look with my grandmother and jump from the tree.
Probably because of the regret that my grandmother did not enjoy the prosperity of the world, the peach tree became a very heavy part of my childhood and even adolescence memory, the door was slanted, and I could no longer wait for the old man who always grinned at me, as if at a certain moment, the world changed.
So tough grandmother, as soon as she entered 2009, the body is not as good as before, the coughing sound all night long often makes me shocked, one morning, confused to find my grandmother sitting next to me, I got up to get water for her, the grandmother inexplicably said that she dreamed that her mother was calling her back, maybe in April or May to leave, she is still full of determination, I don't care.
In May 2009, Peach Blossom thanked Chunhong in May, and her grandmother died, and since then, people have been separated forever. My grandmother's tanuki cat was gone, and only the tree was still growing day after day. After the middle school entrance examination, I went to high school in the city, and I rarely returned home except for winter and summer vacations.
My father was often away, and my mother was the only one left in the house. As a mother who has been with her grandmother for 18 years, all of a sudden her laughter is gone, and I think my mother must have been lonely during that time.
One night in 2014, it was the May Day of the third year of high school, the moon was shining, as if it was around the time of the May day, and the weather was as dull as it is now. The classroom of the cram school was full of restless souls because they were close to the big exam, because there were only a few days before the college entrance examination, and the childish head was gathered to review the most difficult science books under the light, and I had to describe the real questions over and over again on the scratch paper.
I thought of the tree, and I was terrified, so I took the opportunity to go home, just in time for the last flower of the tree, and the clusters of flowers bloomed exceptionally richly, and the pink flowers were dazzling throughout the garden. If I knew it was the last time it would blossom, I think I would have to keep a picture of it as a souvenir anyway, and after many years, this incident has become a regret for me.
In the winter vacation of 2014, my father wanted to expand in the garden, but the tree that once brought me countless joys became the biggest obstacle, it grew impartially in the middle of the building plan, and when he thought of planting it by his mother's hand, his father was reluctant to think about it for several days, and finally on a winter afternoon, the lush tree became a pile of firewood in the corner.
In order to alleviate the unaccustomedness caused by the sudden blankness in the garden, my father made a small modification to the available branches on the peach tree and made a fence, as if it were still growing in the garden. A straight trunk was preserved and still stands in the shed behind the house, and I don't know if my father kept it for my grandmother or for the tree, which has rarely been mentioned since.
Spring is sleepy, even if lying on a small desk on the side of the party I can easily meet Zhou Gong in the background of the noisy city, and then have a vague dream or most of the time even a dream, today's dream is remembered clearly, early spring, maybe holding a tree, so people came to see me.
The stream no longer flows east, and the courtyard is remembered at dusk. Contemplating the past, the light rain and thick clouds, the evening smoke, I think of the tree and the old man holding the cat under the tree, but I found that they were all many years ago.